“Dayraven of the Mark. It seems the bird has flown straight to us. This is the boy Bagsac was supposed to eliminate. The grandnephew of the witch Urd. I don’t believe she sent him as a spy. I would have sensed that. No, he’s here of his own accord. And he has no idea what power is in him. Could you not feel it, Joruman?” The high priest nodded. “I sensed it when I first saw him, my lord.”
